Horae
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You tell me to do this,
He tells me to do that.
You're all bastards,
Go fuck your mother.
`Poem about bastards` by Zhang Zongchang
he/him
He tells me to do that.
You're all bastards,
Go fuck your mother.
`Poem about bastards` by Zhang Zongchang
he/him
Reposted by Horae
Every day we face challenges that the Founders could not have dreamed.
December 20, 2024 at 3:11 PM
Every day we face challenges that the Founders could not have dreamed.
The thing is, both hot and cold and be both sharp and blunt. It just depends on if it's concentrated or not. A cold or hot room will always be hot, while being poked by a very cold or very hot object will always feel sharp. Hope this helps!
October 24, 2024 at 8:14 PM
The thing is, both hot and cold and be both sharp and blunt. It just depends on if it's concentrated or not. A cold or hot room will always be hot, while being poked by a very cold or very hot object will always feel sharp. Hope this helps!